"The Mistress Will Be Right Down, Can I Get You Something To Eat, Some Tea Perhaps." The Butler Asked

More "Realistic" paintings for Portfolio, The hands are messed up for a reason other than I'm bat at doing hands. On the battlefield you’ll be lucky if you loose just a finger or get a minor infection.

More in my 'Missing' Yugioh Fusion monsters, this time Union Support. The "Metalizzing Parasite"s are a strange case, with the both being high level low stat union monsters that have no support, why there isn't a archetype or support for just them is beyond me. Yes the Trap protection is kind of useless, but it fits the them of the other tow giving protection from Spells & Monster Effects.

Metallizing Paraisite – Eliptite

Lv 7/WATER/Aqua/Fusion/Union/Effect

1000/500

1 Union Monster + 1 Monster

Must be first Special Summoned by shuffling the above material from your Field or GY into your deck. One per turn, you can attach a Non-Light Non-Machine Union monster from your deck to a Monster you control that it can equip to, except this monster. Once per turn, you can either: Target 1 monster you control; equip this card to that target, OR: Unequip this card and Special Summon it. The equipped monster is unaffected by the effects of Trap Cards your opponent controls.

"This Juice joint really popping isn't it? Everyone is there Galld Rags while sipping enough Giggle Juice to float a ship, so what you going to have Slick?" (I need to do more with my own oc's)

A commission from Discord of "Hana' & "Kabby" fighting over a pore ArtofWar's character Zurdan, all characters from TheLoadingCrew's "Pathfinder: Rise of the Runelords" campaign.

Found this in my backlog & realize I have lost the Effect it would have, I think it was a payoff to having Normal/Noneffect Fusion Monsters or Just Normal/Noneffect extradeck monsters. It is an Evolution of the old Normal/Noneffect fusion monster Fusionist (With the early swirly abstract Background!), a staple of early 5d's era where you could summon it with Instant Fusion, Summon Junk Synchron, get a level 2 from the graveyard & go into Stardust Dragon or other high level Synchro Monster...

Some fanart of TheLoadingCrew's character "Kabby/Kabriela"'s True Form from there "Pathfinder: Rise of the Runelords" campaign.

“Careful or going going to be a personal demonstration of my 'A' game”

(With the amount of leg attacks you’d think she would have some more padding.)

(Everyone's getting spooky and drawing cows, *Shrugs*)

Jyuumon

Fields: Nature Spirts, Nightmare Soldiers. Level:  Prefect/Ultimate. Attribute: Data. Type: Beast Man. Description: An unusual Digimon thought to be a Special version of Minitorusmon, lending to its unusual appearance scientist to theorize that Dragon's Roar Field Data caused the mutation. A joyful Mon who's willing to give anyone a taste of there sizzling Pari Pari club in or out of battle. (There name comes from the Japanese onomatopoeia "Jyuu" which is food Sizzling in a pan while "Pari Pari" is the crunching of food. If they look familiar they are based of of the mascot Beefuru of ProtonJon, PRimeExsplorer, Bmaster4114 & other of the Eggpack comunity over on Twitch & Discord.)

Hathormon 

 Fields: Nature Spirts, Wind Guardians, Virus Busters. Level: Prefect /Ultimate. Attribute: Vaccine. Type: Holy Beast. Description: A Holy Beast Digimon said to be apart of a group of powerful Digimon along with Anubusmon and Mummymon who help souls pass to the afterlife. While an unusual week Prefect Level they are considered a powerful ally to any Angle-type Digimon, Her companion's devastating Menes Melter can melt threw even chrome-digizoid. (Her name comes from Hathor, Egyptian Goddess of Fertility, she is mother to Ra and was the previous head God.)

Gugalannamon

Fields: Dark Area, Metal Empire. Level: Prefect/Ultimate. Attribute: Virus. Type: Demon Beast. Description: An anchet Digimon rumored to serve a High-Angle until thy were defeated by one of the first Humanoid Digimon. Taken and recreated by those Digimon of the Dark Area as a weapon agenst any Virus Busters who seek to stop them, it tramples any who appose it underfoot with its "Authority:Crunch" attack to send them straight to the underworld. (Name comes from Mesopotamian Mythology, Yes they are heavily inspired by the Gugalanna of the Type:Moon/Fate series. The DarkDigivolution of the Three cow-mons I've posted, that is meant to be storm clouds concealing its upper body, I know it looks weird and I should have added some lightening to clear that up.)

I had an idea for a story so meet my Transformers OC “BlitzTalon”

Before you comment her hands being wrong is part of her backstory, I was inspired by a rather grim fanfic that shows the point of view of a cold-cast clone during the days before the "Great War". Basically the ruff of her backstory is that she was apart of the Counsel's air guard but when she started criticizing them they decided to take some measures, and unfortunately the bot who was doing the Empurata procedure had a personal vendetta against her so removed only most of the face so the only expression she could ever give was a blank frown as well as switched her hands around so she couldn't do tasks on her own, so that she would always be reliant on them. She joined up with the Decepticons at the start of the war and strangled her tormenter, but eventually she left there ranks under the guise of seeking a new supply of Energon off in the cosmoses, and never looked back. Why is she an old two-engine bomber? because I like the astatic... Ok for a story reason she used an old aircraft at the bottom of the sea, how was she suposto know that this organics have advanced massively in such a sort amount of time!

A short story that came to mind after writing the above:

"You wright historical Victorian supernatural murder mystery novels?" I asked, the woman could have been a double for Clara Bow, wearing a real fir coat as she sat at her typewriter.

"To me they weren't historical, but yes, I do." Her voice smooth and seductive, a voce that was confusingly half stereotypical British half vaguely eastern European accent that reminded me of a prowling large cat.

"So due to your vampiric abilities you are able to publish all of these in a year." I stated, the abilities to not get tired was a heck of a thing, then again getting up at six everyday and going to bed dam-near midnight for years was probably more soul crushing than having no soul.

Confused she stopped her work, turning her head "What? God no, I get one done about a year, writing is hard."

"Huuuu..?? You put out 12 full lenght novels last year, any you have for the last 10 years?" I stammered out, that cant be right, your a vampire, you didn't have to worry about making money, having to commute to your work, or cleaning your neo-gothic mansion thanks to your butler.

"Those? Those are just the backlog, not a who lot else to do when your trapped under a collapse consecrated burial ground." She stated going back to work, her finger movements slower, her face scrunching trying to decide on the next word.

"?????"

"I don't know how others are able to do it, Sometimes I wonder if they are actually human, Its like saying that humans have made it to the moon." She said half compilated.

A long moment of stunned silence passed with the occasional ticking of keys, my brain slowly began to reboot. Stupidly the first thing out of my mouth was "… We have… 50 years ago.."

Whipping her head around I could hear the sonic crash as she looked at me as a Deer would look at headlights. "YOU WHAT? I thought that was all Science fiction, Why haven't I herd about this!?" she all but screamed

"We… we left.." I stammered out, stunned by they statement

Slowly blinking, she took a shawl breath that she didn't need to, "You.. Left?.. Why?" She asked, looking about half a mind to jump at me if I didn't answer.

"We.. As in older folks with more power, decided that it wasn't worth the cost, you know the old 'Why should we spend money on useless things when there are people in need here?" I said, the stupid statement, not that the statement was stupid but it was true and that was what was stupid, mostly because that money was embezzled by nameless government alphabet soup.

"So you didn't encounter monsters from beyond the stars?" She asked

"No, Aliens don't… Scratch that, they probably do exist, Vampire & Fae exist, probably do aliens." he said with the new found perspective of 'Yah, its real alright'

"Fae don't exist, what sort of lune do you take me for?" She stated incredulity with the upmost confidence turning back to her work Looking over at the obviously Brownie butler, they look back with a smile only a devil or a used car salesman could have, "I have a job, and she's none the wiser." they said with a shrug of 'What are you going to do. "Would you like tea?"

A Idea that came to mind while reading vampire folklore & Tumbler head-cannon posts, Vampire are usually obsessive, be that at people or things. And we have the trope of them twisting things into grotesque version of there previous interests, such as using blood to paint or twisting human bodies into monstrous statues. What happens to vampire who have more mundane interests/hobbies? What happens when a thousand year old vampire obsessed with candle making do? (Well besides start using a multitude of human bodies as the bace for the candles), Would they do shit like taking ten years to mold & carve a decretive candle in the shape of hyperrealist animal only to toss it into a pile of other previous attempts at a slight flaw?

And that is assuming there hobby is creative, what if the fang barer had something like physical exercise? "Ok, I have my jog around Europe all planed out, It will take three months, ill get back just in time to start laundry, have a quick snack before Elizbeth show's up". I know that they cant cross running water & the sea has a lot of salt so they cant exactly do a "Swimming across the English channel" but between the tips of South America & Africa, but still what sort of cray shit would they get up to?

Then again on the other side, how lazy & bad can they get. The 'I can do it later' mentality but when you have a near endless immoral life you can put stuff off for decades. Imagen trying to get the money for a commission you started in the early 1800's only to find that the entire bloodline is dead, and having to track down any connection, and the only living blood descendent is some HVAC technician living out in nowhere Ohio who knows nothing of his family history other than he was adopted & now has to try and convenes this Vampire that 1)he doesn't want it. 2) cant afford it, and 3) has no room for it in his shack of a house.